The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0525

With Nathan gone, some of the guilt set upon me. Nathan had been gaslighting me, I knew that. Bridget's actions were not my responsibility, but his words had given me a measure of discomfort inside of my chest.

Even though Bridget's actions hadn't been directly caused by me, she was likely acting a bit more aggressively out of jealousy. Nicholas had come to my defense, but did not do the same for her, even when she tried to push the issue.

It wasn't my fault, and she should have behaved more like an adult. But I could sympathize with her hurt feelings. It would pain me greatly to have Nicholas defend someone else and not me.

But my sympathy stopped short when I remembered all that Bridget had done to me, and also that her incident tonight could have been so easily avoided.

Nicholas touched his hand to the small of my back. "You alright?" he asked me

"I'm fine," I told him. I wanted to thank him for all that he'd done for me, yet when I went to speak once more, Elva tugged on Nicholas's hand instead.

"Look, Nick-lass! Dolphins!"

He gave me a small smile, which I retumed. Then he let himself be pulled closer to the railing. Out in the water beyond, dolphins breeched the water. They chased alongside the boat like they were making a game of it.

Exhausted, I looked for a place to sit down. I saw one beside Veronica. Julian had chosen to stand near her, and they were chatting. Veronica held a book on her lap, that was strangely dry for where it must have come from.

Did the merfolk use magic to enchant their books, keeping them safe from the salt water?

Curious, I came closer to the pair. Veronica immediately patted the empty seat beside her. I must have looked as tired as I felt. I flopped down in the seat and then thanked her.

"Veronica was just telling me some of what she leamed," Julian filled me in.

us to leave," Veronica said, "But when I told her I was interested in learning more about merfolk magic, she seemned very excited. She led me straight to this book. She even let me borrow it, knowing

incredibly generous. The kindness of the merfolk people seemed to know no bounds. Or perhaps the keeper of

the first few pages. Inside, the words were hand-written in a tight, neat scrawl. Some pictures and

the magic I know and use." She looked at me. "It makes me believe the mystic might know of a cure, after all. Her knowledge of ancient magic might very well

a hopeful thought, but there was a very big problem regarding the mystic now." She never reappeared to me," I said. "I don't know if she ever

up when you least expect it," Julian said. "She told you, what? That

I nodded in assent.

have fear in your

reappear. Though, admittedly, I was still

had done nothing to me, as far as I knew, and as merfolk valued truth so highly, she was unlikely lying to me. But I had been so hurt before, so many times. And I couldn't take chances with Elva's

web of doubts and more doubts, with such a tiny glimmer of hope. I didn't know what

the merfolk magic, we should be able to have

said, and meant it from

a soft smile, a rare expression

edge against the underground organization. The merfolk would likely see through their dishonest tactics. I doubt the merfolk

at magic, that any upper hand we could achieve could potentially save all our lives if we faced them

do my best to

placed his hand on her shoulder. He didn't say anything, but winked when she

dusted

seemed tired, Elva most of all. She yawned bigly, then curled up against my side on the chair, even as I tried to tell her it was

her up into my arms